still awake at the crack of dawn
no shirt no shoes just my boxers on
thinking of that time once upon
a burst of memories enduce a yawn
a vauge scinerio appears
as that last thought brings tears
i havent seen you for what seems like years
do you know what ive had to endear
fuck ups haunt me
past life taunts me
i am damaged goods
who the fuck wants me?
a little more than three years ago, fuck so much has changed.
lets hope this works out
I want to run and keep running. I want to get far far away from here. I want to find true happiness. I want to be satisfied with life. I want to look forward to each day and not cringe at the thought of going to work. I’m not saying i don’t want to work either, i wish i could enjoy my work. I wish i did better in high school so i could have enrolled in a good college and not be so scared of the future. I want to have more free time in my day and i want my car to be fixed. I want to lay in open fields and look at the sky and just take a real breath. I want to look out my window and not be tired of what i’m looking at.